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Lincoln loves to help me cook. Unfortunately, his culinary skills are not fulyl developed yet so I have had to come up with some creative ways to involved him in the kitchen.

Here he is frying an egg:

And on the weekend he helped me make pizza dough.

We set up a little work station, gave him a bowl, some flour, a bit of water and a couple of spoons.

His dough was little lumpy but he did a great job. He even managed to keep most of the mess on the cutting board.

I said some of it because not surprisingly some flour got away from him.

He was a little disappointed at first because he thought we were making play dough. I tried to explain the difference to him but it wasn’t until the pizza was cooked and ready to eat that he finally understood.

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If you know me then you know I am a planner. It is kind of rare for me to go with the flow and let things happens without having at least a week to plan ahead. So when Andrew asked me Thursday night if I wanted to go camping Friday after work my first instinct was to say no because there wasn’t any time to plan.

I’m so happy I went against my instinct.

We had a great time at Thone Lake in the Christian Valley just an hour from our house.

It was already getting dark by the time we arrived at the campsite so exploring had to wait until morning.

The first order of business? Throw the spiderman ball into the lake and watch it float away.

A nice man in a boat brought it back to us the first time but Lincoln threw it in again and it hasn’t been seen since.

Lincoln didn’t seem to mind and was content following his Dad on the path to the fishing rock.

We didn’t have real fishing rods so Andrew made a couple for him and Lincoln to “fish” with. It was a great way to keep Lincoln occupied by the campsite.

Even though the homemade fishing rods didn’t work, we still enjoyed a couple of fresh rainbow trout that night thanks to a husband and wife team out fishing on the lake.

We also enjoyed corn-on-the-cob for dinner.

Lincoln really likes corn.

Glenn enjoyed the fish heads, which Andrew lovingly fried for him. No, I did not take a picture of two frying fish heads, but we did take some pictures of Glenn.

And to answer the question on everyone’s mind, yes, the mullet is gone.

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We finally had a chance to use our new-to-us trailer on the weekend and the Prowler is fantastic!

Just ask Lincoln.

We arrived Friday night at the Kettle River Provincial campground and settled into the site that friends of ours secured with a couple of lawn chairs the night before. The sites are first-come first-serve and fill up quickly so it’s important to be proactive. Lincoln and Dad got to work starting a fire so we could cook supper.

As supper cooked, Lincoln did some exploring.

I wonder what’s in here.

Bubbles!

Lincoln quickly discovered that there were more kids camping in the site across from us. He made is way over the first night to say hi, and then all three of them were back and forth the entire weekend.

It’s quite very possible that the dogs were more of an attraction than the other kids. Either way, Lincoln spent a lot of time over there.

Speaking of dogs, this guy joined us on the camping trip too. You didn’t think we would leave him at home, did you? 🙂

And speaking of Irish Setters, look who we met…

This is Riley, an 11-year-old female Irish Setter (show stock). We couldn’t believe it when we saw her on our way over to visit friends. It is very, very rare to see another Irish Setter (that isn’t related to Glenn that is 🙂 ) yet you always hear how people used to have them growing up. Of course we stopped and chatted. They were equally as surprised to see another Setter. Throughout the weekend, whenever we walked by, their kids would come running over to say hi to Glenn – he enjoyed the extra love and attention.

The next day Andrew left for a friend’s overnight stag leaving Lincoln, Glenn and Mom on their own. Don’t worry, we had plenty of company…